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Wandering

I find myself not traveling in either world, just passing the time, looking over each shoulder trying to decide who is calling me more, hearing nothing in either ear, walking lost a little further. I wait for a call.

This was written by art. Posted on Wednesday, September 16, 2009, at 2:58 pm. Filed under The Revelation. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.